Hypothetical

By Bucharest

On Budapest

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Dancing yellow flame at the distance shore

Lighting up your senses, your vicious soul

She's sinking through the backdoor of your mind

When you're feeling out of place, when you're going down

Hypothetical love is all you have

Caught in a speculation trap as the distance grows

Her indifference strikes right into the bones

Overshadowing your common sense

Your experimental phase never crossed the fence

Hypothetical love is all you have

Now I'm stuck with a dumb little girl

I don't know why...